The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 72
With a smile on the corner of Wen Jingrong's mouth, he said lightly: "Chen Tian, ​​aren't you a friend of classmate Meng Shuixin?"

Chen Tian was taken aback, and then said: "It's because I'm her friend that I'm worried about Lin Chuyang taking her away. Lin Chuyang doesn't want to see Meng Shuixin so much, so I don't know what he has in mind when he takes her away this time." !"

Wen Jingrong looked at the direction the car was leaving, and said calmly: "If you are a friend of classmate Meng Shuixin, you should trust her final decision..."

"Her decision?" Chen Tian raised his eyes with one hand, "She's drunk and doesn't know what she's doing."

Wen Jingrong smiled deeply, Fan Xing dimmed: "Who knows!"

At this moment, the tall and tall Luo Jian standing in the hall of CHEERS saw the good show outside clearly. His eyes were wide open, as if fire was about to be spouted from inside. At this moment, his fists were clenched tightly. He held it tightly, as if he was about to smash the floor-to-ceiling window accidentally.

On the other side, Feile, who was bandaging Drow, looked at Luo Jian's appearance and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Why were you blocked by Tiger's men?" Luo Jian asked Zhuoer instead of answering Feile's words.

Zall was sitting on the sofa in the hall, holding a cigarette in one hand, the smoke was slowly puffing out, and he exhaled a puff of smoke ring: "I didn't expect that the tiger's people would lie in ambush, Luo Jian, but why did you appear here?" There?"

"Wen Jingrong told me..."

"Wen Jingrong? The replacement player in the fifth basketball game last time?" Zall took a deep breath of the cigarette and blew it out slowly, because his mixed-race face made his meditation look a bit like a foreigner.

"Okay!" Feile packed up his things and said, "You too, you should tell Meng Shuixin that you were injured too! What happened to Yang Yu, you didn't mean it at all!"

Drow's mixed-race face was expressionless, just puffing on his cigarette: "Let's go."

"No!" Luo Jian objected loudly, "Wait a little longer!"

Sure enough, after a while, Luo Jian turned around with angry eyes.

Zall and Feile turned their heads together and looked in the direction Luo Jian was looking at. There were a dozen people there, men and women surrounded by men and women, and got out of the elevator together. One of the teenagers walking in front was obviously surprised when he saw Luo Jian.

It's just that the shock has not subsided, Luo Jian stepped forward with a few big strides and punched the young man. The young man was knocked down to the ground, and everyone around him rushed forward, including the security guard of CHEERS.

The boy who fell on the ground wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with a smile, and said to his friend, "I'm fine, just an old friend, you guys go first."

The friends left in doubt, and the security guard stood half a meter away in doubt.

"Luo Jian, long time no see!" The boy stood up and reached out to shake Luo Jian's hand.

Luo Jian didn't move, but said coldly: "Song Chun, what happened that night?"

This young man was the son of the Song family, Song Chun, who had just met Meng Shuixin on the first floor by chance, and who came to CHEERS with Luo Jian that night.

The young man smiled indifferently and said, "Luo Jian, you came out to play, what are you so serious about?"

Seeing the young man's indifferent appearance, Luo Jian lifted the young man's collar and lifted the young man's feet off the ground: "I ask you, what happened that night? Did Meng Shuixin and I... ..."

When Luo Jian said the following sentence, the strength in his hand loosened, and the boy fell to the ground.

The boy named Song Chun stood firmly on the ground, took a steady breath, looked at Luo Jian with a funny face and asked, "Luo Jian, do you hope to have it, or not?"

"Nonsense, of course not, how would I want to be with that kind of woman!" Luo Jian suddenly raised her voice and yelled loudly, and the whole hall echoed him.

After the echoes were over again and again, Song Chun in front of him said with a smile: "Congratulations, Luo Jian, you have fulfilled your wish. It was indeed not Meng Shuixin that night..."

Luo Jian's heart suddenly sank, and it took him a long time to turn around with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice: "Don't play such boring games again in the future!"

As soon as Luo Jian took a step, he heard the voice of the young man behind him say with some meaning: "Don't you want to know who it was that night? Anyway, it's your first time..."

"Get out!" Luo Jian roared, and the echo seemed to make the whole hall tremble.

Luo Jian sat down beside Zall vigorously, lowered her head and did not speak.

Feile sighed, picked up the medicine box and applied medicine to Luo Jian's hand, which was still stained with blood because of the smashed glass upstairs.

While treating Luo Jian's wound, Fei Le asked, "You have been struggling with this matter for several months, and now you have a result, isn't it great?"

Luo Jian didn't speak, just clenched her hands tightly, as if she wanted to get into her own blood.

Looking at Luo Jian's appearance, Fei Le sighed and said, "Luo Jian, actually, I've always wanted to ask you, do you care about that night, or is it Meng Shuixin who cares about that night?"

Luo Jian was taken aback, he seemed to have never considered this issue, but since then, he has been paying attention to any news about Meng Shuixin, in newspapers, magazines, and even gossip, just because it is related to him. The girl she shares her first time with, if it wasn't her that night, what's the point of doing it all by herself?
Thinking of this, Luo Jian's head suddenly hurt, and he pressed his temples tightly with his hands.

Suddenly, Luo Jian raised her head, her eyes were a little clear, she looked at her own shadow reflected in the large French window and said: "She cried..."

"What?" Fei Le was a little baffled by Luo Jian.

Luo Jian said: "That night, she cried, she said that she wanted to leave the Meng family...to leave all this..."

The young man was very sure that even if it wasn't the girl who had sex with her, the girl crying in front of him was Meng Shuixin.If it wasn't because of that girl's trembling crying, how could I have softened my heart and had sex with her in the end?
"You said Meng Shuixin was crying?" Feile said in surprise, "I can't tell, she looks like a girl who can cry!"

Luo Jian put her head in her hands and stopped talking.

"Actually, isn't this pretty good? Nothing happened between you and Meng Shuixin, and you don't have to worry about it anymore..." Feile helped Luo Jian wrap up the gauze and said.

No wonder Meng Shuixin always said that she didn't know her, and she didn't say that she had a little impression until today. It turned out that she had been thinking about the entangled and uneasy things all the time, and that girl didn't take it to heart at all.

Thinking of this, Luo Jian suddenly laughed, with a strange grin on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)